tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340078316721694172024-02-20T04:42:30.295-08:00Fleet Foxes Lyricsmoomohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09817928633143951146noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-934007831672169417.post-22077167576540246202016-07-11T01:57:00.002-07:002016-07-11T01:57:46.392-07:00Icicle Tusk lyrics - Fleet FoxesI'll shoot you dead<br />
For the father<br />
Of the coal miner's daughter<br />
Beneath the icicle tusk<br />
You and me among the flattering dusk<br />
<br />
In my haste I draw my weapon<br />
Designing your final lesson<br />
As you recede to the floor<br />
All is silent but the fluttering door<br />
<br />
Twenty-five grand on the table<br />
Of the high wall street stable<br />
I'm not responsible for<br />
The reputation of the<br />
Neighborhood whore<br />
<br />
But I'm a keyhole peeker<br />
And you're my surveilance keeper<br />
And though my memory rusts<br />
I will always see the icicle tusk<br />
<br />
And I must admit<br />
That it gets lonesome on my shelf<br />
This much I can tell<br />
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